Chapter 534: Prison situation?

After hearing Sherlock's teasing, Reinhard rolled his eyes angrily. He ignored Sherlock's intention and climbed onto Sherlock's upper bunk.

The prison at Yingjiang's house was pretty good, and Sherlock was very lucky to be assigned to a two-person room only found in the movie. There were only two people in the room, Reinhardt and Sherlock.

Seeing that Reinhard ignored him, Sherlock didn't get angry. He sat down on his bed. After the prison guard left, he took out his phone from his kingdom and made a call.

"Hello? Sherlock? Aren't you supposed to be in jail? How can you still make calls? Are you using your own mobile phone?"

As soon as Sherlock's call was connected, Price's confused words came from the other end of the phone. He seemed surprised that Sherlock could still make a call even though he was locked up.

And through Price's few words, Sherlock also knew that there must be some reason why he was imprisoned so suddenly, and besides himself, everyone else should know it!

Sherlock got a little angry when he thought of this. Good guy, he was kept in the dark when he co-wrote it? His tone immediately became a little unhappy.

"I said, dear Uncle Price, why don't you tell me what happened? That you let me go directly to jail without knowing anything? If I hadn't noticed something wrong, maybe at noon I’m about to start causing trouble!”

Listening to the complaints in Sherlock's words, Price on the other side of the phone broke out in a cold sweat and felt disgusted.

The reason for the cold sweat was that Price thought of Sherlock's magical magic and the weapons and ammunition in a warehouse that Sherlock had hidden somewhere. If Sherlock really made a fuss, it would probably be a complete fight. A prison riot requires the dispatch of armed helicopters and the National Guard.

Otherwise, he might not be able to suppress the weapons and ammunition that Sherlock had hidden.

As for his dislike, well, I suggest Sherlock think more about his daily behavior and why Price is unwilling to tell you his actions.

After all, Price knew Sherlock too well. If he really told Sherlock, he might be able to do something cool. If it affected the progress of the operation, then it would be the end of the game.

When he thought of this, Price sighed helplessly and said to Sherlock on the phone.

"Just stay in jail with peace of mind. This time is an operation against Hydra. Cai, Fubo, the underworld, killers, officials and many companies are all involved in this operation. I hope this operation will be thorough." Clear out the Hydra hidden in various organizations.

The stakes are high, you just need to play the role of a stupid rich second generation who doesn't know what's going on. This task is very simple. Don't mess it up, and don't make any small thoughts that you shouldn't have. Just treat it as experiencing life! "

"????"

After listening to Price's instructions, Sherlock felt a little uncomfortable. There was nothing wrong with the big action. It could even be said to be a multi-dimensional three-dimensional action between the government and the private sector, but what did this have to do with him?

"No, this operation is indeed huge and involves many forces and organizations. But Uncle Price, what does this have to do with me?"

Sherlock felt like he was almost dying of grievance. He complained directly to Price on the phone. After all, he couldn't come into contact with the forces that Price just mentioned. Even if he did, it shouldn't be a matter of the Avengers. What does it have to do with him, the little boss of the training ground?

Sherlock doesn't understand and feels aggrieved.

After Price heard Sherlock's somewhat aggrieved inquiry, he sighed helplessly and spoke to Sherlock on the phone.

"Your training ground has gathered Cai, Fu Bo, killers, underworld, and some official organizations. On the corporate side, you are the boss of a giant company, Tony's nephew, and you are inextricably linked to the Avengers. .

The most important thing is that you have had a deal with the former S.H.I.E.L.D., think about it, is there a better fuse and bait than you? "

To be honest, Sherlock was stunned for a moment after hearing Price's explanation. It seemed that there was probably no one more suitable than him?

But now, Sherlock still doesn't know what he should do. It's appropriate, but he's already in the classroom, so what else can he do?

As if he had thought of the question Sherlock wanted to ask, Presley paused before continuing.

"You don't have to do anything. Even your safety is protected by Cai and Fobo. All you have to do is pretend to be a stupid rich second generation and experience prison life for about a month." Got it!"

After saying that, Price didn't care what Sherlock wanted to say and hung up the call directly.

Looking at the hung up phone in his hand, Sherlock was extremely speechless, but he was a fun-loving person after all, so Sherlock adjusted quickly. After all, it was a novel experience, wasn't it?

And it is no exaggeration to say that Sherlock is really not afraid of the people in the prison cells in those movies. If you really dare to make Sherlock unhappy, the barrel of the gun will hit you in the mouth.

As for the multi-department plan that Price mentioned, to be honest, Sherlock is not very interested. You must know that the more people involved, the more complicated things tend to be. Sherlock is not very fond of those brain-burning ones. thing.

Throwing the phone in his hand into his divine kingdom, Sherlock calmly lay on his bed, took out a fried chicken leg from the divine kingdom and started to chew on it.

Just as Sherlock was happily chewing on it, Reinhardt said to Sherlock in a muffled voice under the quilt.

"My mission is to protect you. There is also a knowledgeable agent protecting you in the dark. You don't want to make any noise and just act like an ordinary person. We don't know each other either. Do you understand?"

To be honest, if Sherlock's hearing was not relatively good, and there were only two people in this cell, Sherlock and Reinhardt, Sherlock might not be able to hear what Reinhardt said to him. .

"Don't worry, Chew Chew, I'm just going to experience life, Chew Chew, Chew Chew, to be honest, Chew Chew, I haven't even been in a cell yet!"

While chewing on the fried chicken leg in his hand, Sherlock said to Reinhard carelessly, "Damn it, after a whole day of tossing, Sherlock didn't even get a bite to eat, so he had to take advantage of it while no one was around." eat more?

Sherlock's answer successfully attracted Reinhard's attention, causing the tower-like man to reveal his head directly from the quilt. He swallowed hard and looked at the pit with a surprised look on his face. Shylock of drumsticks.

"Where did you get the fried chicken legs?"

"Hey, you know, I have some magical abilities. Isn't it a small thing to make fried chicken legs or something?"

"Give me one!"

"Don't we know each other?"

"Fart, no one can see it now, give me one quickly, I'm starving to death!"

"Oh, do you want milk tea?"

"?? Are you really here to sit in a jail cell and not for a vacation?? It’s just about the sun and the beach, right??"

"It's not impossible, do you want it? If you want it, I will change it for you on the spot!"

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